One Winter Night

Three wolves calling my name
White fur, eyes untamed
The mother was injured
Her children begging the moon

Their howls pierced through shadows
Their cries heard by wandering ghosts

It was a sorrowful night
And the wind didn’t spare a life
The cold had no mercy
Winter would always bury its victims

Deep beneath the thick snow
Drowning blue in water cold
Frozen surface
Silent deaths

I sat on my bed
Souls whispering around my head
And as I laid down to rest
I hid my knowledge
Your secret is safe with me,
Locked within the time that stays still


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